Even those who never lived within the walls of the Jewel of the East
could appreciate the fact that Shallam is gone. Memories of being with
family and friends plotting against them are especially nostalgic to us,
especially now.

I am preparing a book for the Lucretian Athenaeum titled "Good Riddance
to Good Rubbish" and welcome you to share your stories of Shallams
asinine behaviors to be included in the submission. Just prepare your
entry on a letter so that it may be pasted into the tome in your own
words.

Your letter may contain prose or poetry. It can be a memory of another
adventurer, a Divine, a denizen, or even a place. However, as this is
meant to be a book of uplifting memories to remind ourselves of how
terrible Shallam was and how we're all better without it. Letters
bearing inappropriate content may find themselves in the belly of the
nearest humgii.

Please direct questions or requests for more information to me by either
tell or message.

In song and rhyme,

Jonesey

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Glacian, in the year 612 AF.